The Lost Fae

vored her, though Wynne wasn't sure why. She just hoped she did nothing to offend them. Arandir had laughed when Brownie servants brought him news of t

e creatures were full, they flitted their own ways. All except Dehliah. Dehliah had found a spot nestled onto Wynne's shoulder.

hat Dehliah would have accommodations and sent Wynne to her room with a large serving of stew and biscuits, w

ndi

to test the waters. After all, he knew very little about her, and that just wouldn't do. While she had spent hours sketching and playing with p

brownies would pack for them, so he didn't have much to do but set aside things he felt necessary to bring. And that was already done. Groaning, he sc

ustained Summergate also grew there, and Arandir had always found that working in the fields help calm him. A l

ed new growth. He needed to fully cement his suspicions before he threw the information he thought he knew at Wynne. He might not know her well, but

their travels weren't halted. There weren't any fae towns or villages on the way, most folk made place in the wilderness during their travels, and they were plenty strong enoug

muttered to himself, as he wiped sweat off his brow. He'd already gone through most the fi

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without her protection. It was extremely light, Yerrow had already opened the curtains to show the sun barely peeking out into

. Her ripped jeans and her tee wouldn't cut it in the fae wilds. "Are ye ready to be goin to Winterbridge, gal? The Master is keen for ye lot t

es, packing up her satchel with the little things Wynne had already had, a few extra sets of clothes, a bundle of travel rations, and a w

the kitchens with yer wee Pixie friend to have breakfast, and after that I'm sure ye be making plans to

e night before, but she needed to do something to wake herself up and prepare herself for what trials might come today. Wynne had noticed as she sl

Wynne found herself looking for signs of anything different with herself. Maybe it was just h